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Chapter 12:Fan Yin Sheng Ti

Sleeping until dawn, Zhao Jiuge's sleepy eyes slowly opened, stretched a lazy waist, yawning, a wake up to feel the spirit, thinking that yesterday's dream of the woman's face and lost God.

Feel the full spiritual breath in the body, look at the cave outside the bathing in the sun, covered with a layer of golden valley, Zhao Jiuge's mood is very good, into the blood field in the late stage, the body is absorbing the spiritual force all the time.

Out of the cave walking in the valley, looking at the small black early in the valley on the trees playing, constantly jumping through the forest, "little black" Zhao Jiu Song began to shout from afar.

Hearing the shout of Zhao Jiu Song, the whole body of the little black jumped, jumped to another tree, and the hind legs pedaled, accompanied by the jitter of the leaves and branches fell to the ground, and ran toward the boy in the valley.

Jumping to the boy's body, little black pulled the boy's hair and the teenager playing crazy, saw the boy eat pain on the "knife" cheerfully, the face is full of cheerful appearance, from time to time the small palm is still clutching their own hair, lovely looking at Zhao Jiu song.Although Xiao Black has opened up the spiritual wisdom at the beginning, entered the spiritual realm, and also embarked on its mother's road, but temporarily has not taken off its own wildness, like to play.

In the middle of the valley, Zhao Jiu Song lay obliquely on the grass, and there was a grass in his mouth, slightly chewing, allowing the light fragrance to fill his mouth with a little earthy breath.

The left hand touched the small black hair next to the squat, raised the right hand to hold some black palms, blocked in front of the eyes, through the gap between the eyes, looking at the dazzling sun in the sky.

"Little black, now I have broken through to the late stage of the movement of blood, it will not be long before we have to leave this, these days you have to play enough in this valley," the young black eyes are deep, buried in too many things, not only to go to the master's mouth said in the mouth of the place called the remote valley, and the woman in the plain clothes looks out of the figure.

The originally meek little black heard the words of Zhao Jiu Song, and somehow suddenly looked very excited, and the curly body immediately stood up, "knife... gnawing..."

"Little black, what's the matter" stupored Zhao Jiu Song suddenly did not understand the meaning of Xiao Black wanted to express, saw that Zhao Jiu Song did not understand his own meaning, small black became a little impatient, eyes suddenly flashed a hint of sadness, with small palms pulled the sleeves of Zhao Jiu Song, pointing to the place where he buried his mother.

Seeing the little black action and expression Zhao Jiuge's heart as if to understand something, followed by little black came to the place where the little black mother was buried, "you don't want to leave the valley, right?", many days of getting along has been accustomed to the companionship of small black, but from the little black body to experience a different emotion, but the little black does not want to leave this place with its mother, and he has just embarked on the path of the Immortals, can not stay here all the time, Zhao Jiuge's heart is a little heavy and complicated.

Little black at this time of the mood fluctuation is a little big, a finger buried in the mother's place, one hand constantly pulls Zhao Jiu Song, the forehead swaying desperately, "knife ... huh..." feel the little black at this time Zhao Jiu Song hastened to the small black hugged the small black into his arms, softly appeasing "You don't want me to go right or not, but I still have too many things to do, until the cultivation is strong."The little black eyes were full of indescribableness, and the corners of the eyes were moist.

At night, the moon is like a disk, the stars are full of stars, at this time, there is no sound of laughter and play in the cave, it is particularly quiet, tonight is the last night together, they are very silent, the breeze is lightly crossed, and the whole cave is full of parting.

The next morning, Zhao Jiuge packed up things to prepare to set out, carefully looked at the valley where he lived for several months, here brought him too much for the first time, the most important thing is the companionship of the little black, and finally nostalgic glance, want to keep a firm memory here in the mind, farewell to the laughter, farewell to the small black company, resolutely out of the valley.

Behind the twigs, the sound of the brush, looking back, the little black constantly followed himself, the corner of the eye was moist and nostalgic to look at."Go back, little black, and when I cultivate the spirit, it will be the day I will come back to see you."Then the head did not go back, although he also had too much dissatisfaction, but now is not a time for sentimentality.When Zhao Jiu Song returned, everything changed dramatically.

The sun shines on the back of the teenager through the gap in the branches, and the figure of the teenager is stretched, and the back of the teenager who is on his way at this moment seems so thin.

Passing the waterhole, Zhao Jiuge stopped, not long ago the war seems to appear in front of the eyes, but at this time, there is no old woman who always affects the mood of the young man, and the companionship of the little black.

Jumping into the pool, feeling the cold in the waterhole, the lack of the living water left by the waterfall and the cold water moth, Zhao Jiu Song felt the cold of the waterhole slowly lost in the subtle, calmed down the mood, the hands tied print excited the Sanskrit holy body of the law, the eyes are hot, breaking through to the day after the move of the blood, Zhao Jiu Song today to see if you can cultivate the Sanskrit holy body successfully!

The spirit is running, the cold in the pool is rapidly moving towards Zhao Jiu Song, a cold and punctured, the cold and the spirit are mixed together, flowing in the body, and the spiritual force that gradually emerges in the body is like the stars in the night.With a golden glow, Zhao Jiuge accelerated the decision, his hands quickly shook, and a white cold spewing out of his nose.

The spirit of the spirit of the movement of the stars melted together, constantly fused and smelted, and gradually the spiritual force merged together, more pure, this situation after half a day, the spiritual force in the body became the size of the goldfish, with the Sanskrit Eucharist cultivation spiritual force being smelted, constantly getting bigger, the floating spirit in the body slowly gathered to a piece.

Long spit a turbid breath, continue to cultivate the Sanskrit sacrament of the Fa-rectification, the length of time, the spiritual smelting of the Sanskrit sanctity as one, is now the last and most critical step, the use of the Fa will be the spiritual force refining, the first layer of the Vatican symbol, the golden dragon!

The urge to decide, more complex than the front of the law to shoot, Zhao Jiuge has been sweating, and the cold of the waterhole is mixed together, and the faint white cold fog around the body is scattered.

The effort to refine the aura of the Sanskrit Eucharist, constantly trying, the last successful refining, condensed the prototype of the golden dragon but because the legal judgment of the raw spirit force stalled, the moment of spiritual force to restore the original and re-cultivation.

Failing again and again, repeated and repeated attempts, Zhao Jiuge constantly hoped and constantly disappointed, but it was good to develop a gritty character from a lonely life and have been insisting on cultivation.

A dragon roared in the body, a golden dragon the size of the slap flashing in the body, swimming in the body of the golden light, swimming dragon through the golden light, but also in the Dantian slowly nourished, and the Buddha also sat in the Tantian, the first level of the Sanskrit hymn cultivation success, but also let the Buddha's gold more golden bright.At this time, Zhao Jiuo's body surface is a layer of gold, and as the golden dragon wanders in the body, the dragon roars constantly.

The water continued to roll over the waves, a shock from the body of Zhao Jiu Song squirted out, felt the body full of power, the young man's mouth raised, the sharp laughter, for the first time felt the taste of the strong, also understood the power of the law for the first time, looking at the golden light flowing outside the body, Zhao Jiu Song muttered "This is the power brought by the Sanskrit sacramental, the legend."

Zhao Jiu Song is still immersed in the joy brought by strength, and can't help but feel that he is finally one step closer to the proud and cold woman!

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